Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 255

Aunt Li's mouth was wide open, she seemed a little unbelievable, she covered her mouth for a long while, and her voice was extremely low: "That means he is Xiao Baozi's father?"

Chu Ci didn't say yes or no, and finally said, "Mianmian and Baozi are both my children."

She looked directly into Aunt Li's eyes: "I've always said that Mianmian and Baozi are twins, so you have to remember that too."

Aunt Li nodded, and looked outside again: "Okay."

She withdrew her gaze, the doubt in her eyes hadn't faded away, she frowned and said, "Then he came to see the child today?"

"Well, I met you, and you are so shameless that you insist on coming back with me."

Aunt Li covered her mouth and smiled, then said after a pause, "Miss Chu, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Chu Ci smiled: "Let's do it like this!"

Her smile is erratic, just like her mind is also erratic.

Because she has never told anyone what she wants to do, so no one knows what she thinks, maybe she will set off a bloody storm, raise the butcher knife and fall towards the enemy, maybe it's just a simple piercing of a thorn in someone else's heart, Let her live in peace for the rest of her life.

Aunt Li sighed slightly, feeling that Chu Ci's life has not been easy all these years, but with her state of mind, she couldn't peek into Chu Ci's heart. When she saw Fu Heng, she simply felt that Ms. Chu seemed too lonely.

Inside the living room.

Mianmian was having an interesting conversation with the Barbie doll, while Fu Heng was assembling the racing car with Baozi.

When Fu Heng was three years old, he almost got tired of playing with this kind of toy, so when he saw that the buns were still not put together after a long time of fighting, he couldn't help thinking, is this still his own child?

But dislike is always dislike, and he can't show it, and he finally has a chance to be with the child, so he grasps it well.

Baozi fiddled with it for a long time, but still couldn't put it together, so he held up the racing car and handed it to Fu Heng and said, "Uncle, can you do it again?"

Fu Heng took the racing car, took it apart, and patiently explained each step to Xiao Baozi. Xiao Baozi listened carefully and memorized every step in his heart. Yes, it works really well.

The little bun ran a few laps, took back the racing car, and looked at Fu Heng pitifully: "Shu Shu, are you coming tomorrow?"

Fu Heng thought for a while and said, "That depends on what your mother wants!"

His eyes drifted to the direction of the kitchen.

Baozi frowned, his little face was full of reluctance, and he blinked and asked, "Is it because mom agrees, you will come here."

Fu Heng gave a "hmm", looked at Xiao Baozi's soft face, stretched out his hand and squeezed it: "Do you want Uncle to play with you?"

Baozi nodded.

Fu Heng pursed the corners of his lips slightly: "Then tell your mother!"

Baozi felt that this sentence seemed familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, and he patted his head and remembered it. It seemed that Uncle An had also said this sentence, so he said it quickly: "Uncle An also said this to me. of."

Fu Heng's face suddenly became stiff. He coughed a few times and asked, "Uncle An, do you like playing with him too?"

Baozi nodded, and lowered his head to tinker with his assembled racing car: "However, he didn't assemble a racing car for me!"

Uncle An and the uncle in front of him gave him a different feeling. Although he had only known this uncle for a few days, for some reason, it felt like he had known this uncle for a long time, and he felt very happy being with him.

Fu Heng twitched the corners of his lips, thinking that An Shaoyun is really free, he doesn't care about his name, and he still wants to miss other people's children.

He touched Baozi's head, "You want uncle to play with you, right?"

Baozi nodded.

Fu Heng pursed his lips and said slowly, "Then you live in Uncle's house, and you can play with Uncle every day."

Baozi opened his eyes wide, thinking that this is a good way, so that he can play racing cars and games with his uncle every day.

But soon, he drooped his head, "But my mother won't allow me to live in someone else's house."

After all, children have few twists and turns in their minds, and they don't understand Fu Heng's deep meaning.

Fu Heng continued to encourage: "Let your mother live in, there is still Mianmian!"

Xiao Baozi's eyes lit up, and he thought it was a good idea, so he hurriedly lowered his voice, and shouted at Mianmian, who was only thinking about playing house: "Sister, come here!"

Mian Mian put the Barbie doll away, stroked the doll's long hair, and said in a childlike voice, "Someone called mom to do something, please be good at home, mom will be right back."

Then she came over on short legs, and asked with wide eyes in confusion, "Baozi, what do you do?"

Baozi glanced at Fu Heng, and said softly: "Sister, let's go to live with Uncle, he can play with us every day."

Mian Mian bit her finger, blinked her big black eyes and looked at Fu Heng: "Shu Shu, do you know how to play house?"

Of course Fu Heng would not.

But how can you say no, you must say yes.

Mianmian clapped her hands: "Okay, okay!"

But she quickly thought of another thing: "But what about mom?"

Baozi leaned close to her ear and said, "Mom is with us."

Mianmian immediately expresses her determination: "Wherever mother lives, I will live there!"

Fu Heng touched the heads of the two little guys very pleased, and said: "Remember to persuade mom!"

Mian Mian nodded heavily, and asked, "Then uncle, do you live alone?"

"Yeah, one sleeps and eats alone, no one is with me!"

Mianmian stuck out her tongue: "Then uncle, come have dinner with us today!"

She turned to look at Baozi, and said solemnly: "It's scary to sleep alone."

The kitchen door was opened, and Chu Ci brought out carrot and shrimp cakes, and then shouted to the two children: "Baby, come and eat!"

Fu Heng hurriedly got up and said to her: "You should rest more, I'll be fine."

It just so happens that you can have a good relationship with the two little guys.

Chu Ci glanced at him lightly, "Mr. Fu really intends to stay?"

Fu Heng didn't answer Chu Ci immediately, but looked at Baozi and Mianmian, and asked, "Do you want uncle to accompany you to dinner?"

Of course, Baozi and Mianmian gave Fu Heng a lot of face, and immediately said: "Okay!"

Mianmian added another sentence, pulling Chuci's sleeve: "Mom, let uncle stay here! Uncle is very lonely eating alone!"

Chu Ci immediately cast her eyes on Fu Heng, but seeing that he looked like he had nothing to do with me, she couldn't help but give up.

She lowered her eyes: "Then you guys eat obediently for me today, no leftovers are allowed."

"Oh yes, uncle, mom agrees!"

During the meal, the two children were very obedient, they would not eat the other if they didn't have one, but chattered around Fu Heng non-stop.

After Fu Heng picked up a piece of carrot for Baozi, Mianmian hurriedly went up to him and said, "I want to eat that too!"

After Mianmian finished eating, the steamed stuffed bun started to fuss again: "I want another piece."

I have never seen these two people care so much about carrots.

Chu Ci curled her lips, wondering what kind of magic Fu Heng had cast on these two people, these two children were so fond of him who had only met a few times.

She turned her gaze to Fu Heng, and her eyes fell on Baozi's face again.

In fact, it is very similar but not particularly similar. The child is still so young, but in fact his facial features have not grown. Chu Ci doesn't know what Fu Heng is thinking in his heart. Does he really think that these two children belong to him, or is it just because These years are too lonely, so it will be more lively with a child by my side.

Looking at the current trend, it seems that Baozi has become extremely dependent on him.

Chu Ci didn't have much taste for a meal. After the meal, Fu Heng played with Baozi and Mianmian for a while. Seeing that it was almost time, Chu Ci coaxed the two children: "Okay, baby, You guys are going to take a bath, and uncle is going home too."

Mianmian blinked her big eyes: "Can't uncle live in my house?"

"No!" Chu Ci flatly vetoed it: "Shu Shu has his own home, if he doesn't go home, his mother will scold him."

Fu Heng, "..."

With a continuous "oh", he waved his hand at Fu Heng: "Then Shushu, go back quickly! If you come home late, you will be scolded by your mother."

Chu Ci told Aunt Li to take the two children to take a bath quickly.

She tidied up the living room, feeling that she was extremely tired.

Looking back, seeing that Fu Heng hadn't left yet, she stood up: "Why haven't you left yet?"

The man glanced at her lightly and said, "Let's go!"

But she didn't see him take any action. Chu Ci knew that his temper was also stubborn, and she didn't bother to talk. She got up directly, walked to the entrance, and opened the door: "Please!"

She smiled lightly, her tone was alienated, and her friendliness and tenderness were only shown in front of the children.

Even, she will perform in front of outsiders.

For example, when she met Wenxin today, her attitude changed 180 degrees, but she just used him to stimulate Wenxin.

Once she got along with two people, she returned to that kind of polite and alienated attitude.

Fu Heng got up, walked to the entrance, held the doorknob, paused for a moment, then he slammed the door shut, turned around, and met Chu Ci's eyes.

There was some sarcasm in his eyes, and his eyes were dark.

Just as Chu Ci was about to speak, the man grabbed her chin and pushed her directly against the wall beside her.

The walls are cold and hard, this is obviously her home, but Chu Ci still feels that she is completely suppressed.

Fu Heng's fingers slowly stroked her jade-like skin, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"The one who delivered the door is very frivolous?" He leaned closer to her, spraying his breath on her skin, with indescribable ambiguity: "Do you think so too?"

(End of this chapter)